A piece of dark gray talisman paper was spread out in front of him.

This talisman paper is only a square inch, but slightly thick. It is polished and developed from gray crystal rock and maintains rich earth spiritual power.

Its applicability is very strong, and many earth-based talismans are made of this talisman paper.

The fu ink was dark blue, with dots of golden yellow in the middle. Zhou Shu lightly stretched out his arm, and the green smoke pen passed through the fu ink, and the tip of the pen became full in an instant.

Hanging in the air, like a blue pearl.

The tip of the pen fell gently, like an overflowing lake suddenly pouring out, and the dark blue ink quickly spread on the talisman paper.

This layer of dark blue ink covered almost half of the paper.

It is quite different from other methods of drawing symbols.

Zhou Shu controlled the talisman pen and took advantage of the situation, tracing back and forth on the talisman paper layer by layer.

The movements on his hands were dazzling and extremely fast, as if there was no need to think at all and everything was under control. All the strokes and steps came at his fingertips, like flowing clouds and flowing water. It seemed that these patterns had already been on the paper, just waiting for Zhou Shu to draw them.

come out.

The talisman ink is as dark blue as the sea, with bits of golden light shining, constantly emerging back and forth, and immersed in the talisman paper. The golden dots of earth aura, as the combination point of the two systems of aura, perfectly blend with the gray crystal stone talisman paper.

together.

The talisman and ink rich in water elements follow the spiritual power and are gradually input on the talisman paper, taking shape one by one and staying where they should be.

The complicated and fluffy changes in spiritual power are completely copied from the deduction in the mind to the talisman paper without any difference.

The pen moves like a dragon and a snake, the hand seems to have no bones, and the spiritual power flows like a finger and an arm, which is breathtaking.

Time passed by, and the green smoke pen was quietly withdrawn in an inadvertent moment.

Stop writing.

Zhou Shu breathed a long sigh of relief, put the green smoke pen in front of him, and slowly picked up the talisman.

Very good, a little better than he expected.

These talisman papers and talisman inks are obviously made with great care. They are not at the same level as those that were bought casually in the past. The talismans made from them also look particularly eye-catching.

The gray talisman is decorated with complex but neat blue lines, and a few flashes of light flash from time to time. It looks like a river flowing between mountains and rivers, like a perfect work of art, vivid and harmonious. Between the rivers,

The dark golden highlights seem to represent hidden power, which makes people marvel.

"As the first second-level talisman, it's barely good."

Zhou Shu smiled with satisfaction. This was considered a big achievement. Many Talisman masters would not be able to achieve it in their lifetime, and would be extremely excited if they achieved it. However, he seemed a little calm.

Compared with the talisman in front of him, his goal is much bigger, and it is still far away.

The quagmire talisman, similar to the thunderstorm talisman, is a regional talisman. After the talisman is cast, it can form a quagmire effect in a certain area, making people rootless and like falling into a swamp. If the cultivator cannot fly, or

Without a fast flying magic weapon, it will be difficult to break free within a period of time.

Compared with the Ivy Talisman, its restrictive effect is stronger, and it has a certain effect on foundation-building realm cultivators.

But it is only a restriction. The cultivators trapped by the mire talisman will not be affected in other aspects except that they are temporarily unable to escape.

Therefore, its usual function is to escape or deal with irresistible monsters.

A low-grade mire talisman can last for ten breaths, while a middle-grade mire talisman can last for twenty breaths. For many cultivators, this can be regarded as an excellent means of saving lives.

If you put it on the market, even if it's expensive, there will definitely be many low-level cultivators snapping up it.

No matter how expensive it is, at critical moments, this can save lives.

Zhou Shu rested for a while, regained his spiritual power, and immediately began to draw the second and third pictures...

Fifteen days have passed and he has not left the house. Apart from practicing, his other thoughts are on drawing talismans.

One hundred and twenty mire talismans were stacked quietly in front of the table.

Among them, there are 70 middle-grade talismans and 50 low-grade talismans. This is a deliberate result of his. During the subsequent process of drawing the talisman, he did not maintain the best condition. Otherwise, among his one hundred and twenty talisman, there will be

More than 100 pieces of medium quality.

But this obviously doesn't work, it's too appalling. It doesn't matter what I use, but what I give to Hua Ruo'an must be more low-grade than medium-grade.

He planned to give Hua Ruoan twenty middle-grade cards and fifty low-grade cards.

Although the proportion is a bit shocking, it is still reasonable.

At noon, three wishes fast.

"Brother Zhou, tomorrow is the agreed deadline. Where is the talisman that we agreed on? Where is the talisman?"

Hua Ruo'an looked at Zhou Shu for a while, and when he saw that Zhou Shu didn't express anything and just sat there calmly, he immediately became a little angry.

His face was slightly dark, and several veins popped out on his forehead, like coiled snakes, which looked quite scary.

This was the first time Zhou Shu had seen such an expression. It could be seen that Hua Ruoan was really anxious. If he didn't have the talisman to give him, he would almost certainly be embarrassed on the spot.

Zhou Shu smiled calmly and said, "Don't be upset, Shopkeeper Hua. It's not good to get angry. I'm here today to deliver talismans to Shopkeeper Hua."

"Where is it? Take it out quickly!"

Hua Ruo'an almost shouted that this investment was too big and he couldn't afford failure.

He had thought about it several times before, and even regretted that he shouldn't have bet on Zhou Shu and should have calmed down. There were hundreds of middle-grade spiritual stones, but when he thought about things like the Thunderstorm Talisman and the Ivy Talisman, he still didn't

Resist the businessman's desire to pursue profit.

But now, I am very worried.

"Shopkeeper Hua, don't worry, please take a look."

Zhou Shu took out two neat stacks of talismans and placed them in front of the table.

Hua Ruoan's expression changed slightly, "So many?" He didn't use his spiritual power to retrieve the object from the air. He walked over and picked up a talisman with his own hands, and looked at it carefully and solemnly.

"Sure enough, it's a mire talisman. The last time I saw it was five years ago."

He carefully stroked the talisman, as if caressing the woman he cherished the most, extremely tenderly.

"Mid-grade, absolutely mid-grade!"

His eyes flashed with unconcealable brilliance, and he couldn't help but murmur, "This line, this stroke, the craftsmanship of heaven, it is perfect, I don't know how much better than the ones I have seen... No, such a talisman

, twenty stones are missing, at least thirty middle-grade spiritual stones must be sold!"

He hurriedly looked at the table and counted them one by one, "One, two...what, there are actually twenty middle-grade cards!"

He simply couldn't believe it. He looked at Zhou Shu with extremely surprised eyes, and then carefully checked each one, "I don't believe it, I don't believe it, this kid must have mixed some dirty stuff..."

After a full two-quarters of an hour, he slowly raised his head.

There was a bit of fanaticism in his eyes, and he couldn't help but swear, "Damn it, they are all really mid-grade... Twenty mid-grade mire talismans, this time, I made a lot of money!"

Zhou Shu looked at him quietly, smiling and saying nothing.

The one who made the most money was actually Zhou Shu. Fifty middle-grade quagmire talismans were lying safely in the storage bag.
Chapter completed!